Why is your arse bouncy?

I got down from the bed while he lay on it, panting as he watched me.

"Where are you going?" He asked in a shy voice. Though his eyes are still dilated, he looked a bit calm compared to how he was, not too long ago.

I guess the blow job I gave to him, eased his pains.

"To take care of this," I motioned to my dick, which was still straining against my boxers.

"Why don't we do it?" he sat up on the bed. "You don't have to take care of it alone when I'm here." He shyly bit his bottom lip as he stared at my erection.

I sat on the bed and touched his forehead, "are you feeling alright now?"

Though he's still sweating, I can tell he's calm. His fever has gone down, but his cheeks are still flushed.

"No," he slowly shook his head. "I still feel it. Though it's not as strong as it was before, I still have this urge to… " He trailed off as his eyes went to my shorts before he looked up at me. "Let's do it, Storm."